OK, I got the basement, which kinda became a storage area, cleared out for the renters. I mean, I busted my butt all day.
The guy's dad drove from SLC to Arizona and back to get them here. Then, last night, the wife starts tripping out about leaving home and goes into a massive temper fit from what I was told, so they stayed at the folk's place.
I wasn't thrilled with the idea of having a family with a 2 yr. old in my home. Yeah, that's
home, not house. But, if Mom is a basket case, I'm definitely not thrilled. This is my sanctuary, and I'll be damned if I'm having a drama queen here.
I don't mind helping folks out, after all, that's what we are here for~to take care of each other. But, I also need my "Safe Zone".
Oh well, at least I now have my basement cleared out and can start reorganizing.